Текст песни Kirsty Maccoll - My Way Home
Kirsty Maccoll - My Way Home слова песни
(kirsty maccoll/pete glenister)All it took was the time it takesTo smoke a cigarette or jam on the brakesI nearly had it in my hands and now its goneAm I complaining bout by luck again? Well it seems to me I was the oneStood moaning in the morning sunAnd now it doesnt matter much wherever I may roamI keep feeling, feeling my way homeNow you see me, now you dontYou say you will but I know you wontYou nearly had me in your hands but now Im goneBut not complaining bout my life againNo siree, and what Ive got belongs to me entirelyI look left and I look right and I cross this road alonecos Im feeling my wayI may go up, I may go down but wherever I may roamI keep feeling my way homeShall I explain away my life again? Well it seems to me its too far goneTo wonder where it all went wrongI get up and I get down but I get there on my ownAnd Im feeling my wayI look left and I look right and I cross this road alonecos Im feeling my way home